(Thunder thighs save lives... or at least, they saved his ha ha) Yeah, he a foodie, loves a good thing Picky palate, bliss makes him sing Only gourmet, not a buffet Michelin star typa shit On his menu, you ain't it He wants luxury, not leftovers Quality man, not your lover When the night comes, he comes over Knocks on my door, and it's open Drip, drip—dripping in that sauce Imma—show him who's the boss Like a—little boy, he drools Love makes a man into a fool But I don't mind... When he's all mine (ha haaa!) Come and get a taste Not a drop will go to waste See you running in a haste Neither of us is a saint Let's get rid of habits chaste I will run and you will chase What's on your menu today? (I know it... but I can't say, ha ha) He likes roleplay typa shit Cuffs and ropes and candles lit He can be your vampire god Or the Hades overlord Leather pants and puffy shirts Want variety? (Here's a skirt) Even the Devil himself Gives him rule over his Hell (ha ha) Demon—with an angel's face Turns your—life into a craze All that—happens in a haze Leaves you—so completely dazed (dazed... dazed... dazed...) Come and get a taste Not a drop will go to waste See you running in a haste Neither of us is a saint Let's get rid of habits chaste I will run and you will chase What's on your menu today? (I know it... but I can't say, ha ha) He's a total loverboy Giving pleasure brings him joy He's a giver, not a taker Wants to be a slave lovemaker Total madness? Yeah, perhaps I'll take him—you fight for scraps He's my pretty little baby Loving him makes me so crazy! (ha ha ha) The temperature's rising... Can you feel the heat? He's the best of lovers... 'Cause he never quits! Drip, drip—dripping in that sauce Imma—show him who's the boss Like a—little boy, he drools Love makes a man into a fool! Come and get a taste Not a drop will go to waste See you running in a haste Neither of us is a saint Let's get rid of habits chaste I will run and you will chase What's on your menu today? (I know it... but I can't say, ha ha) Demon—with an angel's face Turns your—life into a craze All that—happens in a haze Leaves you—so completely dazed (dazed... dazed... dazed...) Come and get a taste Not a drop will go to waste See you running in a haste Neither of us is a saint Let's get rid of habits chaste I will run and you will chase What's on your menu today? (I know it... but I can't say) He likes it luscious, he likes it lavish He comes when he pleases, and then he'll vanish Scatter like leaves in the dead of night A thief on the run, having stolen my heart I'm sorry, ma, but he a bad boy A biker hot mess, my ultimate toy Guess, what he's doing is illegal But who cares, when he makes me feel regal (ha ha) My boy hungry... He won't stop until he's satisfied... Show those fangs, dear... My neck is ready (ha ha)
